Just like this blog, I can't seem to tear it down completely. I abandon it for a while and when I find something worthwhile in it, I divulge my attention to it all over again. I had the chance to tell you I can't do this anymore but I couldn't. Maybe I was afraid that the pain of goodbye would be the (metaphorical) death of me. Maybe I am the weak one. I found comfort in words I couldn't even recognize if they were heartfelt or not. When you told me you still want to do this, I thought that small spark of opportunity is enough for my breaking heart to thrive on maybe because you're that too great of a chance that I could pass on if I say goodbye for good. I know it's hard to let go but this time, if I actually do, you won't see me anymore.
I've given up time and again. It's annoying because I'm not even legally allowed to do this. I don't have a committed relationship to hang on or to work on. I want to tie you down but I know it's better if you come to me with your willingness.
I want you to change for the better, for you and for me. You and me. There is no us, it's just you and me because we are never that group, we have no affiliation other than friends. A little degrading from our current situation or at least, from my side of the story. I could say that I always fall in love a little too fast and it's scary. I hope you know that I'm doing the best I can even though it's a little too toxic for me.
I want to be free but I fear that the freedom I could pursue will be the last I'll see of you. This is stupid, irrational, whatever. I know that I'm better than this but I want to endure this if it means that I'll have you after all of this is through. The scary thing is that you might not even be there given the one month break you will get for summer.
I might have to ask you to push me. You have to push me farther away from you because I know that it might be the only way I could leave. You have to kick me out of the door. You don't need me. I don't need you but I want you. I need to walk away.